A/N: All right, so I'm doing what I can while in writer's block. Thank you for your suggestions to get rid of it, I appreciate it, special thanks to XBlueSkyX for helping me :D
I apologize if this story is getting a little confusing, I'm trying my best to keep it as forward as possible, I won't be putting any more flashbacks form 3000 years ago, and I'll be sticking with the 1840's and the main timeline. For those more interested in what happened 3000 yrs ago I'll be posting them as a seperate story.
"It was your fault, you should have never come back. Now I could never leave you…"
December 1840, London, England
"What are you doing here?" Asked Rukia furiously, they were in front of a café and she pulled him into an alleyway so no others would see them.
"I had to come find you, I can't stop thinking about you," said Ulquiorra pushing her against the wall and kissing her in earnest. Rukia responded to his kiss, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her chest against his. Ulquiorra bit her bottom lip once before trailing his lips down to her neck, and she giggled.
"Wait, wait no, this is wrong," said Rukia reluctantly pulling him away.
"I know, that's what makes it all that more attractive," smirked Ulquiorra leaning down for another kiss. His tongue slipped in her mouth and she smacked him on the chest. "Ow! What was that for?"
"For having the indecency of waiting two months before coming after me."
"What? But you told me not to."
"Agh Ulquiorra I'm a girl, I'm always going to say the opposite of what I actually mean, you should know that."
"Should I really?" He asked tracing his fingers over one of her breasts before taking the entire mound into his hand.
"Stop…" she whimpered as her eyes drew shut.
"But you just told me girls mean the opposite of what they say," he whispered in her ear seductively before biting her earlobe and kissing his way back to her mouth. Her tongue readily met his, and he pressed his body closer to hers, hoisting her up so she straddled his hips. His mouth went to her neck, and she gasped out for breath as soon as his mouth left hers. She rubbed her sex against his, she was so hungry for him, she could feel the bulge through his pants and a shiver went down her spine.
Ulquiorra couldn't take it much longer, two months without her was too much. He never imagined he would find himself here, coming after her, just four months ago he was fretting nights away in a dorm room with Grimmjow, grieving over the thought of having her as an enemy. Three months ago they became close again, and he got to make love to her every day for a month, then two months ago Kaien discovered them, Kaien was the closest relative to Rukia, so he didn't tell the others about it, but he did take her away from him.
"Rukia…" his voice was hoarse as he pulled away and undid the buttons of the top of her dress and lowered her undershirt enough to reveal one of her breasts. His lips lowered to suckle it, but when he was merely a breath away, she pressed her hands to his chest, pulling him away.
"Ulquiorra, wait, not like this…I don't want to betray Kaien," her voice came in deep breaths. Ulquiorra looked longingly at the milky mound before setting her on her feet again and pulling away.
"You're right, that's what got us in trouble last time," said Ulquiorra clearing his throat and looking away as she buttoned the top front of her dress.
"Yes, more than you can imagine," said Rukia in a voice that was barely audible, avoiding his gaze, "I'm sorry."
"It's all right, no hard feelings, but, will you still allow me to see you?"
"Of course, I…I can't live without you, I need you, now more than ever," she said looking away from him again, "we'll find a way to tell them, to make them understand." She looked so stressed so worried, Ulquiorra enveloped her in his arms and rubbed her back soothingly.
"Don't worry, we have time, we'll think it through first, then we-"
"No, we don't have time, we have to do it as soon as possible!" Said Rukia pulling away to look him in the eye, she looked at him seriously for a moment, but then her eyes lowered bashfully. "D-don't you love me?" She asked, her voice shaky.
"Of course, but, why the hurry? Is something wrong?" He asked worried.
"Just please…hold me, make love to me," she whispered wrapping her arms around him, her lips immediately pressed against his, and they were enveloped in a white aura.
'I want to be with you forever.'
Present
"Urahara-san! Urahara-san!" Urahara awoke to the girl's crying early in the morning. He put on his slippers and walked downstairs to the kitchen where he found her sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ururu what's gotten into ya? Why are you crying?" Asked Urahara yawning as he sat by the table.
"Ku-Kuchiki-san is gone, what if something bad happened to her?!"
"Ah don't worry sweetie, Kuchiki-san is fine," said Urahara petting the girl's head, "she's sleeping in one of the-"
"No she's not! She left last night."
"What?"
"Yes, she left through the gate, I tried talking her out of it but…I got sleepy all of a sudden, it's my fault if something happens to Kuchiki-san!" She was frantic, her purple eyes began to glow; Urahara stood up immediately, grasping her by the shoulders and shaking her a little.
"Listen to me Ururu, don't worry, it's not your fault okay? None of it is your fault, what have I told you about getting upset?"
"Urahara-san said it's very important for Ururu to be calm and avoid becoming upset."
"And why is that?"
"Because it can be dangerous."
"Exactly, now calm down, I'll go get Ichigo and we'll see what we can do about this, okay?"
"Okay?" Said Ururu calming down.
Her hair, it was so soft. Ulquiorra still did not know what prompted him to sit next to her unconscious body and run one of his hands through her hair. They were staying in his room at Las Noches, Ichimaru insisted that she should stay with him, Ulquiorra was not too fond of the idea, but whenever he was around this shinigami he seemed to remember. Her familiar face slowly brought back memories of his past life. Her sleeping face…it was the most magical thing to behold.
Her injuries had been healed, but her body was tired, and she needed to rest. Nemu had changed her into a blue nightdress, she stood out significantly in his entirely white and gray room, she was the only color. His eyes subconsciously landed on her breasts. They had been so vivid in his dream, his newly acquired memory. He could still feel the hot slick skin beneath his palms, how it radiated such a pleasant warmth, how soft it was, how it tasted unlike anything else…the echo of her voice, her moans, her breathing, the rapid beating of her heart.
His hand rose to her jaw, and he trailed his fingertips down the skin of her neck, coming down to trace the outline of her collarbone. Maybe he was wrong. Perhaps it wasn't true…he wasn't completely unfeeling, there was definitely something, but that little spark of emotion became lost in confusion. Why was this happening to them? Who were they really? Why couldn't he feel the way he knew he should be feeling? It was as if something was holding him back. Emotions were threatening to overcome him, but they were locked away somewhere and the key to release them was long lost. It was slowly driving him insane, these feelings that refused to resurface, he felt like he was suffocating, they were a burden, he needed to release them, but how? How could he bring himself to feel the feelings he knew he was feeling…but could not feel?
Curiously he tilted his face lower, her face inches from his. Perhaps if he provoked those feelings? Perhaps if he…kissed her? His palm came to her cheek, and he rubbed her jaw with his thumb. He looked at her sleeping face, even though the girl in front of him was the same one from his memories, they looked so different. The one in his memories was happy, life-loving, the girl in front of him looked tired, depressed, like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. His lips drew to hers, and they touched.
That fraction of a second he saw many things, so many images playing rapidly in his head, painful images that he could not put together, but nevertheless pained him. He pulled away from her immediately, he fell to the floor, on his knees, panting, and there were drops falling to the floor. His palm came up to his face, and he saw that he was crying. It was torture, if he would have lingered any longer it would have driven him insane, if this agonizing feeling burning inside of him was love, then he preferred not to feel anything at all.
"Where is she? You know where she is," said Byakuya accusingly, they were inside the cave Yoruichi and Urahara used to play in as children.
"How did you know I was here?" She asked curiously, she was submerged in the hot spring and he had his back turned to her, his cheeks still a bit tinted from running into her naked.
"That does not matter, where is Rukia? I know you know where she is." Yoruichi sighed and put her clothes back on, then she walked over to Byakuya and they both sat on the floor.
"She left to look for Ichigo, they're both at Urahara's."
"They plan on leaving to Hueco Mundo?"
"Yes."
"We must get her back."
"Relax Byakuya, let her have her revenge, it's not like she'll get far and kill anyone, and you know they would never harm her in return, they need her."
"It is not Gin's group that worries me. There was a Captains' meeting this morning, there have been strange occurrences, and things don't quite seem to add up."
"Really? Like what?"
"For instance, last week a shinigami on duty reported a demon in Shanghai, it was only a minion, but it still leaves suspicion, demons haven't made their presence in the world of the living ever since the presence of the hybrids in the mid 1800's.
"Shortly after that, two angels appeared, they killed the demon, but were shortly killed by a demon of greater power."
"So you think it's happening again?" Asked Yoruichi worried.
"It appears so, the last time something like this happened, numerous humans were put in the middle of things, so many died. They are fighting again, and just like before we are powerless."
"Yes, but if you remember, world war two didn't end everything."
"Yes, but, the hybrids weren't resurrected yet. Now Rukia will be put in the middle of things, that's why we need to find her and hide her."
"Perhaps you're right," she said thoughtfully, "have you…figured out which countries are the ones under control."
"Not as of yet, but I have my suspicions."
"Who's the good guy?"
"That's what I'd like to know, though, something tells me there is no good side. I'm afraid when it comes down to it we will not know who to choose, and when that happens, Soul Society will split apart."
A/N: Things will be taking a turn from now on, you'll see a more troubled and extremely emo Ulquiorra, Rukia will be a little bitchy and will become more independent and powerful.
